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ERETZEL<\/strong>
\nThe Sword of Fire-Book Two
\nBy William R. McGrath<\/p>\n

Copyright \u00a9 2005, 2009\u00a0 William R. McGrath<\/p>\n

CHAPTER 1<\/strong>
\n THE UNICORN<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\"ERETZEL<\/a><\/p>\n

“Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy feed-trough?”
\n-The Book of Job 39:9<\/p>\n

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THE<\/strong> fortress of Caer-Albion was built of granite, as were most fortresses in that region, but the granite here was covered on its outward face by the purest white marble, and, on its inward face, by marble slabs that alternated between deep crimson and emerald green. The walls were high, standing ten times the height of a man, but higher still were the Towers of Anak at the four compass points of the fortress. Common men could see the tops of these towers from thirty leagues away, and from them Anak was said to see all across the land of Logres. But strong walls and high towers were not the only things that made a fortress. Most of Anak\u2019s old servants were gone now, replaced by Antiochus\u2019 people. Two such servants went before Antiochus and Ferragus, each holding a lantern aloft to light the way across the courtyard.
\nThe fortress has not changed visibly, thought Ferragus, but I can feel the difference, and I approve.
\nAnak\u2019s servants could be, if not outright surly, then not as deferential towards foreigners of his rank as Ferragus would have liked. When your family has served the same king for a thousand years, you tend to take your job\u2019s security for granted. The servants Antiochus brought with him had no such illusions and knew their continued employment, and perhaps much more, depended upon how men such as Ferragus were treated.
\n\u201cFerragus, I tell you truly that the world is run by very different personages than one would imagine,\u201d Antiochus said, breaking in on the Gaul\u2019s thoughts.
\n\u201cOh yes, of course,\u201d replied Ferragus. \u201cThe commoner will give little thought to men such as us, men who really move events in this world, little thought until the day we are crowned as his king. One of Anak\u2019s old ministers had a saying: \u2018The world is divided into three groups: a very small group that makes things happen, a slightly larger group that watches things happen and the vast majority that wonders \u201cWhat happened?\u201d\u2019 It has always been thus and always will be.\u201d
\n\u201cNay, Ferragus, I do not speak of men such as you or I,\u201d Antiochus said. \u201cI speak of spiritual beings, principalities and powers, rulers from on high. One day you shall meet them, Ferragus, perhaps not to know them\u00a0 as I do, but you shall meet them nonetheless.\u201d
\nFerragus could see that the Emperor was in one of his strange moods and knew enough from dealing with men like him\u2014true believers in a world beyond our own\u2014to keep silent and nod as if he understood what Antiochus was talking about.
\nThe two men entered the stone stable where Anak\u2019s unicorn, Fleotan, was housed and tended. The stable had been kept dark in an attempt to calm the animal, as it would allow none to come near since Anak\u2019s death. Only a single lamp was burning, throwing tall shadows upon the walls. Here as elsewhere, Anak\u2019s old servants had been dismissed and replaced with Antiochus\u2019 own men.
\nThey came to the unicorn\u2019s stall. Great and noble beasts were the unicorns of that age, as strong as the largest warhorse, yet as swift and nimble as the fleetest pony. Fleotan\u2019s coat was a pure silvery-white, and a spiral ivory horn, as long as a man\u2019s forearm, jutted from its brow. Thick muscles danced beneath its skin as it stomped a hoof and snorted a threat to the men approaching its stall.
\n\u201cThe common people revere these creatures, Ferragus,\u201d Antiochus said. \u201cThey believe the unicorn to be the last of the animals that walked in Eden to survive into our own time. The people will more readily accept me\u00a0 as Emperor once they see me riding a unicorn before them.\u201d
\n\u201cThen why did you not ride here on the mount of the king of Etrusca?\u201d asked Ferragus.
\nAntiochus gave a thin smile. \u201cThe first time I tried\u00a0 to ride the beast, the unicorn of my late predecessor galloped off a cliff attempting to take me with it. Had I not leapt off at the last moment, it would have carried me to my death. I will not make a like mistake again and have ordered my servants to tame this creature before I attempt to ride it.\u201d The Etruscan studied the unicorn for a moment. \u201cThey have not been successful as yet, even though the best horsemen in the empire have been brought here to try their hand.\u201d
\nFerragus knew that Antiochus was growing impatient. The people seemed to accept the word from Anak\u2019s ministers that the king had lost his life while inspecting a coal mine that had accidentally collapsed upon him. A mine did in fact collapse. But this was deliberately done some days after Anak\u2019s death, and those buried there were those same ministers of Anak who had betrayed him\u2014Antiochus deeming it wise that the secret of their betrayal should die with them. But Antiochus still feared that without a unicorn as his mount, the people of Logres would not accept him as Emperor. Ferragus knew all these things, but spoke nothing of them. Allowing silence to be taken for wisdom was a course he had learned long ago to follow when walking beside men such as Antiochus, men who believed themselves to be more than mere men: men who believed themselves touched by the gods.
\nAntiochus noted the lack of a saddle on the unicorn and turned to the stable master. \u201cWell? Was the Iberian any better than the others?\u201d
\n\u201cMaster, we have tried for many days, but none but their own lords will unicorns allow to sit upon them. As you have ordered, we have removed all the straw from the stall, given the beast nothing to eat and just enough water to keep it alive these many days, but still\u00a0 it resists us. It has broken the backs of four expert horsemen so far. All my men fear it. You have forbidden us to beat the unicorn, lest we leave marks that the people may see when you ride it. I know not what more we can do to break its will that will not kill it.\u201d
\nAntiochus sighed. \u201cI had hoped it would not come\u00a0 to this, but if one wishes a task to be done right\u2026\u201d He pointed to two stout stable hands. \u201cYou, there, pin the beast against the side of the stall.\u201d
\nKnowing how dangerous an angry unicorn can be, Antiochus had ordered a special stall constructed for the taming of the animal. The front and sides were made of thick oak beams rather than planks, and one side could be pushed inward by an iron rail set into a winch, so that the unicorn would be held tight between the two walls of the stall.
\nThe two men began their task. At the sound of the winch being turned, the unicorn began to snort angrily and shake its head. One side of the stall moved inward, and the unicorn kicked at the back stone wall of the stall, sending hot sparks flying from its iron shoes. The winch was turned until the stall held the unicorn tight between its two wooden sides.
\n\u201cYou two men take ropes and tie the horn down so that the head cannot move,\u201d ordered Antiochus.
\nThe stablemen threw their ropes and caught hold\u00a0\u00a0 of the unicorn\u2019s horn. The unicorn tossed its head to one side and dragged the men off their feet. Four more men ran to their aid and, with the weight of all six dragging its neck down, managed to tie the unicorn\u2019s head against the top beam of the stall. The unicorn was breathing heavily, both from the exertion of the struggle and because the beam was biting into its throat. Antiochus took a step forward and laid his hand upon the unicorn\u2019s brow, right above where the ivory horn met its head. The unicorn\u2019s eyes went wide in fear, and it struggled to break free from the loathsome touch.
\nAntiochus began to chant softly, \u201cshuma-shuma, shuma-shuma.\u201d
\nThe unicorn\u2019s struggle became all the more fierce\u00a0\u00a0 as it pulled against the ropes that held it, trying to back up into the stall. One of the ropes tied to its horn began to slide down the shaft. The unicorn heaved its head mightily, lifting all six men off their feet; then came a loud crack like the sound of a thick tree branch breaking in a storm as the top third of its horn broke off and fell spinning to the floor.
\n\u201cBesa! Besa!\u201d cried Antiochus. He placed both his hands over the eyes of the unicorn and cried out the first chant three more times. The unicorn\u2019s struggling lessened and then stopped. Antiochus took his hands from the beast\u2019s head. The eyes were closed, and its breathing had slowed and become regular.
\n\u201cUntie its head and open the stall,\u201d ordered Antiochus. While this was being done the unicorn stood unmoving as if carved from stone.
\n\u201cBes, poush akha!\u201d commanded Antiochus. The unicorn raised its head and opened its eyes.
\n\u201cDeus meus,\u201d whispered the stable master, making\u00a0 a sign to ward off evil spirits.
\nThe eyes of the unicorn were no longer the warm, living brown of its kind. Now they were like two hard black orbs, lifeless and unfeeling.
\n\u201cHeyyo ahkah,\u201d ordered Antiochus, and the creature came slowly out from the stall and into the lamplight. The unicorn\u2019s coat was now changing before their eyes, going from a moon-bright white to a faint yellowish-green, pale as a man\u2019s skin before he dies of the plague.
\n\u201cHe\u2019moul akha,\u201d ordered Antiochus, and the unicorn stopped before him. \u201cSaddle him,\u201d he ordered.
\nThe stable hand closest to the beast hesitated a moment, then took a saddle off a post and set it atop the unicorn. He quickly cinched up the straps and backed away from the creature.
\nAntiochus put a foot in a stirrup and swung up into the saddle. The unicorn stood unmoving.
\n\u201cRkhoosh,\u201d ordered Antiochus, and the creature began a slow walk. Antiochus rode the unicorn out of the stable and into the courtyard. A few servants were moving about, and they all stopped and watched in silence as Antiochus brought the unicorn into a gallop and rode a circuit round the courtyard.
\nFerragus came forward, and Antiochus reined\u00a0 the unicorn to a stop before him.
\n\u201cNow no one in all of Unicornia will doubt me!\u201d Antiochus said.
\n\u201cWhat did you say to the creature to do…whatever\u00a0 it is that you did to it?\u201d asked Ferragus.
\n\u201cI gave it words of command, spoken in Chaldean,\u201d replied Antiochus. \u201cThe unicorns are an ancient race and must be spoken to in an ancient tongue. My intelligences told me how to control the creature, but they said that there would be a price to pay if I did so. I have broken the beast\u2019s spirit, Ferragus, and it will never be the same again. But as the peasants say, \u2018you cannot have a fire in the hearth without taking some wood from the forest.\u2019\u201d
\nThe stable master had picked up the broken piece of horn and now held it out to Antiochus.
\n\u201cMaster, should we have the horn\u2019s tip set back\u00a0 in place?\u201d
\nAntiochus took the piece of horn and examined it. \u201cNo, I think not. Have my goldsmith replace the tip of the unicorn\u2019s horn with a gold cap of the same size and shape. I think the people will like that. As for this little piece of horn here, I believe I will have it set into the front of my imperial crown. It will be fitting for the Unicorn Emperor to wear a unicorn\u2019s horn.\u201d<\/p>\n

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